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After saying these words, Xia Yang looked at the Japanese soldiers and said in Japanese: "Hey, let's get started! What's wrong? Do you still need to enhance the atmosphere? Let me play a little song from my hometown for you?"
A Japanese soldier roared angrily: "You are insulting us."
As he said this, he roared and pulled out the sword from his waist.
The Japanese soldier looked up at the sky and shouted: "Long live the Emperor!!"
After shouting like this, he gritted his teeth and stabbed the sword in his hand directly into his ribs, then turned it upward and stabbed into the heart.
But because of the severe pain and the erosion of his body by the plague bacteria, he lacked strength.
So the sword stopped halfway after stabbing it.
He howled in agony and kept rolling on the ground. As he rolled, dripping blood flowed from the wound. Soon, the land under him was dyed blood red.
Such a scene made the Japanese soldiers watching on the side very surprised.
Xia Yang looked at this scene coldly, with no expression on his face.
The Japanese soldier struggled for two minutes before Xia Yang said: "End his pain!"
The Japanese soldier did not stab himself in the vital part with the sword. Although his intestines and other things had flowed out from his wound, these would not kill him immediately.
He will eventually die of organ failure caused by excessive blood loss, but this process is very long and he needs to endure immense pain.
Xia Yang's words are true, that is, his soldiers do not mind being intermediaries for these Japanese soldiers.
So a soldier walked over, pulled out the sword with an indifferent expression, and slashed at the Japanese soldier.
The long knife whizzed over, and the extremely sharp blade cut off the fragile neck of the Japanese soldier in the blink of an eye.
This Japanese soldier who failed to commit seppuku finally died here in the most humiliating way for a samurai.
Before dying, he experienced the most intense pain at this time.
Although the Japanese soldiers next to them were used to the bloody storms, they were still looking at the corpse on the ground in shock, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.
"Okay, he failed. I want to see who will be the next warrior of the empire?" Xia Yang looked at them and said with ridicule in his tone.
Those Japanese soldiers looked at each other. It was obvious that the ritual of seppuku, which was extremely sacred in their eyes, was a very ridiculous thing in front of the enemy commander.
No, not only in the eyes of the enemy commander, everyone here is looking at them laughing. Watching their deaths with cold eyes.
At this time, their seppuku was no longer sacred, but more like an extremely funny and ridiculous mass suicide ritual.
"What's wrong? Are you afraid?" Xia Yang said loudly, "Afraid of death? Or is it not death itself that you are afraid of, but the fear of letting go of the past that you are so nostalgic for?
For example, your parents, your wife and children, or your lovely sister? And those hometowns that record your childhood, or the streams and beaches where you once swam together? "
Xia Yang helped these Japanese soldiers and recalled the beauty of life.
?? If we say that the tragic situation of the first Japanese soldier who committed seppuku just now is the ugly end of life. So what Xia Yang said at this time was to put the beauty of life into the brains of these Japanese soldiers again.
At this time, the Japanese soldiers heard these words and fell into silence.
Yes, everything Xia Yang said was the good time they had experienced. Most of them left their parents, came to this foreign battlefield, and then fought for the so-called "East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere".
As a result, until now, the "Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere" they believe in does not seem to be accepted by the people on this land. It is just their wishful thinking.
The people here were once just innocent and kind-hearted ordinary people. They also had their own childhood past, and they had parents, brothers, sisters, and even wives, lovers, and children who were waiting for their return in their hometown.
But today they only need to die here, and all this beauty will be bid farewell to them. They can never see each other again, and all this is just for the so-called samuraiglory, the so-called "Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere" is a delusion that only they accept, but not the people on this land.
So the Japanese soldiers fell silent.
Suddenly, among the extremely silent crowd, a Japanese soldier suddenly sang softly.
What he sang was not their national anthem "Kiminoyo" but another love song with a melodious melody. It was a song often sung by young men in the Kyoto area when they confessed their love to the girl they loved.
Now he sang this song again, thinking of his beloved girl, and waiting for his return in his hometown thousands of miles away.
But that girl will most likely never be able to wait for him again.
His songs soon resonated with other soldiers.
Because most of them came from the same Japanese division, and many divisions of the Japanese army recruited troops in the same area.
Therefore, many Japanese divisions will add a location in front of their division number. For example, the Kurume Division, the Osaka Division, etc
When this Japanese soldier sang this song, other Japanese soldiers in the Kyoto area also started singing along.
In the originally solemn open space, the songs of the Japanese soldiers became louder and louder. Vitality and strength seemed to suddenly emerge from their weak bodies.
"Military, what are these little devils doing here? Weeping in mourning?" Wei Xing came over and asked.
Xia Yang said with a smile: "No, they are singing there and reminiscing about their beautiful life."
"They still have a good life? Their good life is based on the suffering of us Chinese." Wei Xing said, curling the corner of his mouth with disdain. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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